Yet if I sat at the counter there were a few people there and I really wasn’t feeling like small talk with the locals, not that I was a snob or anyt...ing.But I knew if we started chatting the subject of why a middle aged Anglo with a Midwestern accent was here would come up and I hadn’t really decided just why I was here, other than to meet Mariana. So I seated myself in the middle of the row of booths, checked my watch, and then cast a gaze out the window. It was about 2:00 PM, so the lunch. I spilled a lot of my seed to that movie over the years."Yeah, that's a pretty good movie, although I haven't seen it in years," I said to her with a matter-of-fact tone. "The gay movies are all left over from our old video store. There's probably a lot of dust on them." I could have said that it was an awesome fucking movie and I wish that I could have been in it, but I didn't. "Put that one on."She put the movie in the DVD player. "You watch. I have to get a couple of things." Most of the. "I'm feeling fine," Sandra answered."Don't you have any bad feelings about what happened to you today?" Not really!" Sandra answered after she had thought about it for a moment."If you do, you can always talk about it with me. Okay?" I will," Sandra said smiling. "But really, I'm feeling okay." So, and what is going on between you and Veronique?" Shirley asked to change the topic.Sandra sighed and answered, "I'm not completely sure yet." What do you think is going on?"Sandra turned her head and. She said to me go with the driver and have a look what the city night lights I smelt something fishy but no choice but to follow what she says. he called the driver and told me to go down and told me about the parking number. While going out she told me to carry the key of the house so that I can get in without knocking the door.I took the key and went out as per the instruction driver was waiting at the parking and we moved out he took to some place and at last we stopped at the wine shop. He.